Fame Club

Looking over the Facebook a while back, I checked out the page for my high school class, where there was a discussion titled: "Famous Alumni?"

The pickings were somewhat slim — this one's an orchestra conductor, that one's been on a reality TV show. But then came this delectable morsel of irony:

I'm somewhat famous...? My [redacted] political performance was on Public Access for 2 months (www.[redacted]), I'm a jewelry designer with thousands of people wearing my work, I speak at Body Mind Spirit Expos in the Spring and Fall, I've been a guest on 4 radio & public access TV shows, and next year I'll be www.[redacted]'s astrologer...My website is www.[redacted].

I was dying to point out I'm pretty certain the first rule of fame club is "You do not talk about fame club." But that would have been just as petty as high school, wouldn't it?

Second rule of fame club? "You DO NOT talk about fame club."

You do not talk about fame club because you do not need to talk about fame club. In fame club, others speak for you. (And I don't mean your publicist.)

Or at least that's the way it used to be before fame got all meta on us. In any case, it seems to me that real fame is when people pen songs about you. Songs in which your name alone can stand as the title. Songs by great bands that are good enough for amateur bloggers to choose their own top-ten lists from the myriad of famous person songs.

Four guys and six women. My top ten, in no particular order:

The Replacements — Alex Chilton
The Modern Lovers — Pablo Picasso
Dan Bern — Tiger Woods
Cowboy Mouth — Joe Strummer
Outkast — Rosa Parks
The Go-Betweens — Lee Remick
Human Sexual Response — Jackie Onassis
The New Bomb Turks — Veronica Lake
Joey Ramone — Maria Bartiromo
The Clash — Janie Jones

Comments

[Sanjuro]

There is the always entertaining "David Duchovny" song by Bree Sharp.

[monica]

Dan Bern also wrote about Monica Seles, if I recall. 50 Eggs?